Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Gosh, I haven't blogged in a few weeks. But for family history sake I need to catch up. Today's post is a comment I made on one of Maria Shriver's posts about Alzheimer's written by Pippa Kelly. "Such a touching story. I'm so proud of my Mum who is on her 21st year of working in mental health care. She has touched so many lives, from the aged, to the blind and for the past decade, in alzheimer's/demetia care. I love that this was written from an English perspective. We recently watched Still Alice, and it really hit home for me. Sending blessings to those affected, or those who touch their lives daily."

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Many of us remember what we were doing when we heard about 9/11. I was fifteen, and at that time was living in a rural village in the heart of England. I had come home after a day at school, and was sitting on my mum's bed doing Spanish homework when I went to turn on the radio.

Nothing seemed to be in tune, so I flickered through the channels until I heard the news. The radio newscaster reported that a plane had flown into one of the towers, and that they were hijacked. The gravity of what had just happened didn't quite hit me.

I walked into the living room, and shared the news with my mum, who instantly turned on the news. It was then we saw the second plane fly into the second tower. That's when the gravity of what happened, finally hit me.

That Fall, only a few weeks after 9/11 I had an internship. A career placement at an estate agents and it quickly became apparent how the threat of attack prevented anyone from buying, selling or even visiting homes for a tour. Nobody was in the mood to move, let alone consider it.

This video aired on September 3, 2006 on The Discovery Channel. Inside The Twin Towers. With a minute-by-minute account of what happened inside the twin towers of the World Trade Center.

I find this video, Flight 93, and the video of all the calls left saying their final farewells so daunting. Listening to the personal accounts can move me more than seeing the actual planes flying into the towers. It's about the stories, and the lives that were lost that day. My thoughts and prayers go their families on the anniversary of their death.